Wizards: Starting as a Potions Master!

Chapter 124: The Third Wave of Strikes Against the Warlock Group, the Wizards' Targeted Weakness-Based Attacks!

Su Nan glanced at Eleanor Frank in surprise. He had thought that the Frank family would become disloyal during this time, but for some reason, the Frank family was determined to stand on his side and even took the initiative to provoke Simon here.

Could it be that the psychological impact of my slaughtering all the Bulgars in their territory last time left them too deep?

Baron Simon glared angrily at Eleanor Frank's 'niece,' who had once shown him great respect.

Ok.

Everyone is against him.

Just you wait, you'll all regret what you've done!

Baron Simon pondered inwardly, seething with resentment.

He saw Sunan nod slightly to Eleanor Frank, then say, "I've seen the loyalty of Chief Frank," before turning and leaving without showing much concern.

Baron Simon approached Eleanor Frank and began to mock her, "Miss Eleanor, you didn't expect this, did you? You've been trying so hard to please him, yet he treats you with disdain."

"They didn't even pretend to be equal."

"I really feel sorry for you. If your family were to consider switching sides, perhaps they could have cut their losses in time."

Eleanor Frank smirked, then downed the wine in her glass in one gulp, saying, "Baron Simon, you've made a huge mistake. You've mistakenly assumed our relationship with him is equal."

"But it's inherently unequal."

"You need to remember one thing: when the Bulgars were ravaging and ravaging our Frankish territory, it only took one night for Sunan Peter to make the Bulgars never dare to go south again."

"You're so stupid."

"I regret your recent provocations against the Peter family, because I know that you too could lose everything overnight."

Eleanor Frank rolled her eyes at Baron Simon, then turned and left impatiently. "To be honest, I should thank you. You've given our Frank family the opportunity to express our loyalty to Lord Sunan."

"To become a noble family serving the Peter family."

"Therefore, let me give you a word of advice: I advise you to find a way to mend your relationship with the Peter family as soon as possible. Do you think the Othello family is anything good?"

Baron Simon stood there stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and whispered, "A noble family serving the Peter family?"

"What are you all thinking? It's so stupid. With the support of the Othello family, I can become the dominant force in the southern region of the Storm Kingdom. Your ambitions are too small."

He suddenly felt uneasy, so he hurriedly left the ball and arranged for his servant to drive the carriage back to the town of Simon.

In front of Peterhof Castle, Baron Simon sat in his carriage, looked back at the castle, and spat. "A bunch of fools who only know how to flatter Sunan Peter."

"never mind."

"I'd better go back to my Simon Town. There's a bunch of people fawning over me there now, it's much better than putting up with this nonsense here. Humph!"

……

At that time, in the underground chamber of the largest town hall in Simon Town, a group of sorcerers were having an urgent discussion.

Rachel Komnenos was pale from her injuries, but she received a secret healing spell from the upper echelons of the sorcerer group, so her right hand, which she had lost, miraculously grew back.

However, this arm looks very young and delicate, like the right arm of an infant, which doesn't match her overall demeanor at all.

Rachel Komnenos said to everyone with utmost seriousness, "Lady Checia is currently in Stormhold, the capital of the Storm Kingdom. She is elsewhere, with other plans to carry out."

"There aren't many people here who can take charge. I want to ask, are those mercenaries and fortifications we arranged outside Simon Town just sitting around doing nothing? Why couldn't they even hold out for ten minutes!"

An elderly two-star warlock gave a wry smile. "Lord Komnin, it's not like that. We were only prepared for Su Nan leading his werewolf pack to attack us from the ground. Who knew he would change his attack method this time and attack us directly from the air?"

"Moreover, they even carried out a magical bombardment."

"Was he waiting for this moment all along, ignoring our various provocations for the past three months?"

"The magical power outside is now so concentrated that our fellow warlocks, who are still in the process of becoming warlocks, are starting to faint. The power of a warlock is poison to a wizard, and this high concentration of magical energy is just as poison to us warlocks."

Other sorcerers also began to recount the predicaments they were facing.

For example, the extremely high temperature of the magical flames on the ground is invading their bodies and clashing with the sorcerer bloodline within them.

As soon as they stepped out of the basement, they felt as if their entire bodies were about to be melted by the intense heat of the magical flames.

It's like a candle in a flame.

There was even a one-star warlock who expressed his fear, asking if there was any hope left for Simon Town.

Is there any point in holding on?

After all, there's nothing left here.

Should we retreat first...?

Rachel Komnenos jumped to her feet, glaring at him angrily. "Retreat?"

"Don't let Su Nan think we're afraid of him. Go out and fight him immediately! They're just some gargoyles, are you saying I'm afraid? I can kill one of them with one strike."

"If those gargoyles dare to engage me in close combat, I can kill them instantly!"

The sorcerers stared at her in bewilderment, as did the cultists in the secret chamber who had just joined the High Order and begun to worship the world of energy, all of whom remained silent in fear.

Who could have imagined that the base that the Supreme Order had painstakingly set up in Simon Town would be completely turned into a sea of ​​fire in less than ten minutes?

These newly joined cultists, though unaware of the specific grudges between Su Nan and the blind nun, had heard the high-ranking sorcerers talk about a powerful wizard in the neighboring territory for the past three months. The wizard was uncorrupted, unapproachable, and frequently proved them wrong.

They were deliberately instilled with hatred towards southern Jiangsu.

Meanwhile, in this process, the Supreme Order could only unintentionally let them learn about some of the things Su Nan had done, and let them know how powerful Su Nan was.

So, at this moment, seeing the town turn into a sea of ​​fire with their own eyes, they all felt that Su Nan was too powerful and too terrifying.

The anger of Su Nan was absolutely devastating.

Therefore, they all wanted to leave the Supreme Order.

After Rachel Komnenos finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed, and she looked up at the ceiling of the secret chamber.

"They actually came looking for us on their own initiative."

"From the very beginning, wasn't the real target us?"

"Sunan Peter, every day the fragment of the Orb of Deception is in your hands is an unforgettable humiliation for me. I, Rachel Komnenos, cannot wait to fight you!"

The next moment, the top of the secret chamber shattered, and three tornadoes attacked everyone inside.

Most of the cult members were killed instantly.

Rachel Komnenos didn't care, and as she moved and jumped at high speed, her eyes were fixed on the elite flying steel golem Gaguy that appeared above the secret room.

At that time, Gargoy's claws were wrapped in powerful wind magic, and the hurricane that attacked the secret chamber just now was his handiwork.

This is a parody of Mario's Hurricane Punch called "Hurricane Strike".

Rachel leaped directly among the falling rubble to catch up with Gagui, while simultaneously using Cold Wind to clash with Gagui's Hurricane Strike several times.

Rachel Komnenos roared, "Why are you running away? You gargoyle over there, don't you even have the courage to fight me?"

The next moment, Rachel was stunned, because Gagui flew directly into the sky, avoiding battle. Instead, ten bronze gargoyles and forty-nine plaster gargoyles appeared above her head, simultaneously launching [Explosive Bug Potion] in her direction.

Rachel Komnenos never expected that the Gargoyle Legion's goal was not to fight her one-on-one, or to kill her.

The Gargoyle Legion's goal has always been to carry out the fourth round of potion bombardment.

Instantly, the secret room became a cage trapping all the cultists.

Fifty-odd bottles of Exploding Bug Potions will detonate in a small, enclosed room. Rachel Komnenos is, of course, highly skilled and daring, and will be unharmed, only suffering minor injuries. However, all her subordinates will be severely damaged in this bombardment.

A hundred miles away, Su Nan, who was chatting with noble ladies at a banquet, curled the corners of his lips and whispered in a voice only he could hear, "I have no interest in getting entangled with you."

"Executing tactical attacks and unleashing magical power in the form of legions can eliminate all enemy forces with maximum efficiency."

"Even low-level magic, as long as it can be mass-produced and used for carpet bombing, can still cause fatal damage to warlocks who do not have enough shields."

"I also mixed in those explosive insect potions, as well as wolfsbane, a modified potion specifically designed to target warlocks. Even that high-ranking female warlock could be severely injured if she came into contact with wolfsbane."

"This is legion-style warfare."

Su Nan continued to chat and laugh with the noblewoman beside him, showing no sign of the tension of simultaneously commanding the army and waging war against Simon Town, the Othello family, and the sorcerer group.

This is a wizard.

Wizards don't compete on who has the strongest magic or the highest level. As long as they make reasonable plans, gather intelligence, discover the enemy's weaknesses, and create magic that specifically targets those weaknesses, they can achieve extraordinary results with relatively low-level magic.

Su Nan suddenly turned to look at Borgia, who had been trying to get close to him during the ball.

He walked towards Borgia without giving Borgia time to react. By the time Borgia tried to retreat into the crowd, Su Nan was already standing in front of him.

Borgia could only muster her courage and take the initiative to greet Sunan, saying in a low voice, "Sunan, my friend. Hello."

"I am the son of the Bishop of Achaia, you should have seen me before..."

Su Nan interrupted his somewhat awkward words and said with a smile, "Yes, Borgia Frederick, I've met you before. The moment I saw you, I knew you were a devout priest."

Borgia Frederick blushed immediately.

Was he devout?

Could he truly deserve such praise from Peter Sunan without any undeserved compliments?

However, Sunan's act of remembering his name greatly increased Borgia's goodwill towards Sunan and boosted his confidence.

Borgia Frederick, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, said excitedly to Sunan, "Sunan, I need your help. If you help me, you'll be my best friend."

"From now on, I will find ways to support you in all areas of religion."

"Whether it's upgrading your territory to an earldom or providing religious support to your territory."

"I need you to give me some money so I can take a boat back to the Achaean peninsula!"

Su Nan was quite satisfied; it was quite useful for him to cultivate a bishop within the Storm Church who obeyed him.

Bishops, in particular, have the potential to run for archbishop.

Although Borgia doesn't seem very bright, if handled well, he's perfect for being promoted to bishop, or even a higher position within the Church of Storms.

Su Nan shook his head. "Borgia, now is not the best time for you to go back. You've misjudged the situation."

Borgia's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was overjoyed.

This shows that Su Nan was willing to help him.

(End of this chapter)